Along the road in front of him, Lyman carried his rifle on his back, and walked forward step by step. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info A fierce battle has just broken out here, and you don't have to hear about it to see it for yourself.

He saw a Modified Tank No. 3 burning on the side of the road, and he could see charred corpses on it.

And further afield, it was not a tank that exploded and burned, about 20 British tanks were paralyzed there, leaving it no different from hell.

Even if you don't have to get closer, you can smell a burnt smell. Unlike burning corpses, gasoline and other artificial products smell significantly more pungent when burned.

For example, rubber, wires, leather, and other things will emit a strong smell that makes people frown when they burn.

Some of the tanks were decapitated in different places, as if their necks had been broken by a giant. Other tanks were coldly paralyzed there, with hideous wounds on the steel plates.

The tanks of the German armored forces had already driven over, and an hour earlier the paratroopers of the 2nd battalion, which had been replaced to the front line, followed by Adolf? Behind the Panzer Division of Hitler's Guard Banner, which was now attacking Canterbury.

In 1940, I fought a tank battle with the Germans, and I don't know if the British were too arrogant, or if there was really no other way.

The road to attack Canterbury had been opened, and the battle on the outskirts of Canterbury still ended in an easy victory for Dietrich.

"Are we going to go faster? Otherwise, those guys from the 2nd Battalion would have really beaten Canterbury! Gunther overtook a comrade with a machine gun, walked up to Lyman, and spoke loudly.

Lyman was about to shut him up when a signal soldier on a war horse rushed handsomely from a distance. It was evident that his mount had been brought from across the Channel, and was much more formidable than a motorcycle.

"Let's go! There are cars and tanks coming in the back! The horse stopped next to Lyman, snoring and seeming to be seasick.

The Signal Soldier pointed behind him and shouted to Lyman. Then Lyman saw a car passing through the crowd with a horizontal lightning bolt on its front.

It was a lightning bolt that belonged to the German army, and it was also a lightning bolt that represented a blitzkrieg! Opel was not a wretched man in 1940, it was still a giant in automobile production.

In 1940, BMW, now a well-known manufacturer, was still called Bavarian Maschinenbau, but it could not be compared with a behemoth like Opel.

Although BMW has begun to produce advanced engines in this era, Opel is the super car production company on a par with Mercedes-Benz in terms of automobiles.

Of course, the Opel truck, which is also one of the most popular trucks in Germany, is as respected as the liberation truck in China in the 70s.

The truck that opened the road was not carrying soldiers, but carried an entire wagon of gasoline. Apparently it was going to the front, to refuel the tank troops, and to provide support for the advance of the big guys behind.

Yes, big guys...... A Leopard rumbled past Lyman, kicking up dust that forced Lyman to squint.

But he was reluctant to close his eyes, squinting greedily at this beautiful new tank in the gap. It was the first time he had seen this kind of tank, and he knew how terrible this thing was.

Even Lyman, who doesn't understand tanks, can see the incomparable suppressive power of this tank from the thick 88 mm cannon of the Leopard tank.

Coupled with the genuine hard texture brought by the heavy tank itself, the shock brought by the drive of this tank made Lehmann full of confidence in the battle of Canterbury.

From Lyman's feelings when he looked at the Leopard tank, you can understand why Hitler liked the Tiger tank so much, and began to go to the point of no return for heavy tanks in desperation.

Even Zhukov, after looking at the abandoned Tiger tanks of the Germans at the front, gave the phrase "I can completely understand why Hitler thought that he could win the war with such tanks." Conclusion.

There is every reason to believe that in the 90s, when American soldiers drove 70-ton M1 tanks on a rampage in Iraq and beat the 40-ton Ilek Monkey version of the T-72 all over the ground, they were in the same mood as when Wittman was in the village of Pokaki.

And when the latest German Leopard tank was put into battle, the superiority of beating the tank of the 20s with the tank of the 50s can definitely be described as bursting.

As the second Leopard roared past the paratroopers, the young man on the turret looked down at Lyman, who was looking up at the other side.

Lyman carried his STG-44 assault rifle on his back, which he had always considered the Führer to be the best weapon ever made.

Wittmann leaned on the improvised MG-42 machine gun in front of him and looked down at Lyman, who had the Iron Cross of the Second Class on his chest, on the bumpy and rocking Leopard tank.

What the paratroopers were envious of was the huge chariot that seemed invincible and swept away all the enemy.

And what the tank commander envied at this time was the one hanging on the chest of the paratroopers, the medal of honor that symbolized bravery and tenacity.

The two men passed by, Wittmann's Leopard tank continued to roll forward, and Lyman continued to carry his weapon on his back, waiting for the third Leopard tank to drive in front of him.

The black iron cross with white edge on the side of the turret looks so powerful. The third tank and the fourth tank were filled with soldiers, and the outfit was infantry, not paratroopers.

Behind them were the fifth tanks, which did not even have fenders, with skirts painted in dark camouflage on the sides, and tracks covered with sand and dirt.

Immediately behind the tank was the command armored car of the headquarters of the 1st Battalion of the Independent Regiment, followed by an Opel truck full of soldiers.

Although there were not many of them, although soon the brands of the cars began to clutter, and there were even local trucks that were seized in the UK......

"Looks so magnificent!" Gunther opened her mouth before the dust had cleared.

Lyman wanted to shove this guy under the wheel of a tank or a car. He squinted his eyes and whispered a reprimand, "Shut up!" Keep on your way! ”

While the paratroopers were envious of the tank crews, Wittman, who was leaning on the tank hatch, was also discussing the handsomeness of the paratroopers with his subordinates.

Pressing the throat intercom, Weitman chatted with his gun commander: "I really envy people who have Iron Crosses on their bodies." When will we have a chance to get one back? ”

"See that destroyed tank No. 3 just now? The battlefield is not far away, and we may have a chance to get one back soon! "Artillery Commander Karl? Wegener didn't speak, but Duke, the driver, opened his mouth.

He needed to poke his head out to drive his tank forward, so he could see his surroundings better than anyone else.

As for Homan, he had a good position with a hatch, but unfortunately he fell asleep, and slept like a dead pig in the bumpy and stuffy tank compartment.

"I didn't see the medal! I see the warning signs! "In the intercom line in the car, Gun Commander Karl? Wegener took his eyes off the scope and spoke to Wittmann.

Wittmann picked up the telescope on his chest, glanced in the direction the turret was facing, and saw a wooden sign full of holes, written in striking German: "Danger! Stop moving forward! ”

"Call the battalion headquarters! Call the Battalion Department! Battalion commander! We may be on the front line! Wittman pressed the intercom and reported to the radio.

"Ready to park! Attention all! Tanks drive down the roadbed! Find a good place to park! The battalion commander's voice came, and Wittman's car began to turn.

Then, after a cloud of dust, the German tanks rushed down the roadbed and hid their massive size. Wittmann stood on the tank, holding a telescope, observing the messy town in the distance.

It was visited by German bombers, and now it has become a tragic battlefield. On the periphery, you can see the destruction of German tanks, and you can also see the wreckage of many British tanks.

Compared to the quantity, it is estimated that Adolf? The Panzer Division of Hitler's Guard Banner had already attacked here several times and achieved certain results.

Not far below the roadbed, there are large-caliber mortars attached to the armored division. These 120 mm mortars, although they do not have a good range, are as powerful as 105 caliber howitzers.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that the armored division would be equipped with a 150 mm towed howitzer would be nothing new if it weren't for the fact that it would be a sea crossing, but after all, it would have to take into account the supply of transport capacity, so it could only be compromised.

About a hundred meters away from the artillery, there was a field hospital with a huge red cross on the roof. Dare to be so blatant, it is estimated that part of Canterbury has already fallen into the hands of the German army.

"Victory! Monarch! An officer in charge of liaison seemed to have been informed, and walked over politely, raising his arm in salute.

"Hey! Hitler! Jumping off the tank, Wittman also raised his arm in salute. He has become accustomed to this kind of hand salute, and he does it with a board and a look.

"I'm glad you're here so soon, your mission is to attack over there, bypass Canterbury, and surround this place!" The officer pointed to the side in the distance and said to Wittmann.

"Sounds like a good task. We've only got 5 tanks, have you scouted over there? How many tanks did the British have? When Wittmann heard the order, he felt that the SS was fighting like a family.

"One of our battalions is attacking in the opposite direction, and they only have 20 tanks." The officer smiled and replied solemnly.

Well, 20 No. 3 tanks will dare to attack, and his 5 Leopards should be enough to deal with the enemy...... Nodding, Wittmann really wanted to say: "What you said makes so much sense, I'm speechless!" ”

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